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At best, it's just an intermission in this big drama.

Before the chaotic drama to come and play, stupid and ignorant mortals are still fighting for the right to die sooner for their ridiculous self.

The fall and bloom of human nature is a joyous drama that laziness cannot refuse.

Unlike Mu Feng's other avatars, the power and essence of laziness comes from the changing emotions of life, and he always treats these emotions with an attitude of appreciating beautiful works of art.

Fear, anger, madness, ugliness.

The fickleness of human emotions is a sweet fruit, a delightful drama, and a funny puppet show that laziness cannot refuse.

Sloth stretched out for a long time, and with a playful malice, released a trivial emotional shock to the bewildered Cross.

In an instant, Cross, who did not take any precautions, was immediately hit.

The feelings of panic and uneasiness that had been felt at first were immediately stirred up by these slight shocks. The resentment and anger towards these unscrupulous people, as well as the resentment and unwillingness towards this reality.

Everyone's emotions are actually a pile of powder kegs, they will always accumulate in the depths of the soul, accumulated in every daily action, until the spark that ignites everything appears.

"enough!!!!!"

Cross let out an angry roar, and the surging nova energy burst out in her body, instantly burning the surrounding people to dryness! ! ! !

At the moment of the attack, Cross felt extremely regretful, but what had happened would not change.

Screams and confusion spread among the crowd, and the confused Cross looked at the crowd who were scrambling to run away and trampled on each other, and flew back to his office silently.

"Tyrant, dictator, murderer..."

The guy who was slapped against the wall by her was still muttering indifferently, but Cross didn't even pay attention to her thoughts.

"For intellectual life, dictatorship and despotism will always be rejected and despised, and regarded as the existence of backward systems."

At this moment, a gentle and elegant voice sounded in Cross's ear, she turned her head sharply, standing behind her was a 'person' she was familiar with!

"Good afternoon, ma'am, I wonder if you Shandar have the habit of drinking afternoon tea?"

Talasin sat gracefully in her seat, fiddling with the small artwork on the table, smiling lightly and cheerfully at Cross.

"Oh, that's a joke, we can't drink tea, but I can have a little Nuka-Cola."

"……What do you want to do?"

Cross took a step back and looked at the undead overlord who suddenly appeared beside her, with a strong hostility in his vigilance.

"Don't think of us as enemies, Ms. Cross. In fact, have we ever had any conflict?"

Talasin fiddled with the artwork on the table and said in an elegant voice

"Actually your Xandar is a lucky country, our dynasty didn't build a sleeping tomb under your planet, so we don't actually have an absolute conflict right?"

Cross was silent and did not respond, Talasin's statement was right and wrong.

The Necrons do not have any inseparable feud with them, but the problem is that the attitude of the Necrons predestines them not to get any life-form collaborators and friends.

After all, the way they coexist is really bad! Worse than the Burning Legion!

Of course, the reason you can't live with these bad skeletons is just because they're the worst friends in the universe, but it's hard to tell if you meet another group of worse skeletons.

"Actually, ma'am, I'm here to help you."

Talasin put the small artwork back in place exactly, crossed ten metal fingers, and said gently and gracefully

"We have plenty of experience dealing with those infected planets."

"...It sounds like that is your former enemy again?" Cross raised his eyebrows and squinted.

"Is that the darkness you said..."

"No, although they are very close, they are decisively different in nature." Talasin raised his finger and said leisurely

"Those things that corrupt planets do not come from the source darkness of the world, but from an extremely bad universe that is extremely close to the source darkness."

"A cancerous universe."

272. Cancerous Universe

"I don't know if you have ever thought that if you compare the universe to a person, then any life is equivalent to cancer cells in this person."

"They eat the nutrients of their hosts, divide themselves infinitely, rob other parts of the nutrients they need, and finally 'starve' their hosts alive."

"Are you saying that life is meaningless to the universe?" Cross said blankly.

"You can understand that, in fact, for those beings, life is indeed a meaningless and annoying thing to look at." Talasin chuckled.

"But they don't care about all this. Although life is like cancer cells in the universe, even if the tiny cells are gathered together, they are only things that will be instantly killed by white blood cells."

"Yes, there is actually a huge 'white blood cell' in the universe, and his existence will ensure that the life of the universe will not die from the predation of life before the heat death that should have died due to abnormally excessive reproduction. There are many of these 'white blood cells', some of them can devour material entities, some can devour conceptual entities, and their existence is called evil and justice by life, but the meaning of their actual existence is as the universe. White blood cells are present."

"Like the ever-hungry planet-eater, like the dark dimension that plunders magic and life, like the ever-righteous Vishante, like...their identities are never fixed, and one of the values ​​of their existence is to ensure that life doesn't over-proliferate And plunder too much that shouldn't be plundered."

"And the cancerous universe is such a world where all 'white blood cells' have collectively failed."

Talasin's fingers lightly drew an asymmetrical pentagram on the table, with a pattern of eyes drawn in the center, but for some reason it always made people uncomfortable.

"In the beginning, it was probably just a ritual of a stupid cult, linking the projections of existence outside the universe. But I don't know which link has an accident, causing those who call themselves the 'Old One' and the 'Outer God'. The body has arrived."

While drawing some blasphemous runes and pictures, Talasin said leisurely.

"And at that time, those cosmic 'white blood cells' were unable to take action for many reasons, so these old rulers were rampant, wantonly spreading their chaotic nature, and excessively magnifying the lives that should have reproduced normally..."

"So in that universe, the life you see is not just something that moves, jumps or photosynthesizes, the life you see, including rocks, waterfalls, water currents, and even stars have their own life."

"Those chaotic old rulers spread their essence, their chaos all over the universe, and a universe that is completely disordered and runaway is like a completely runaway cancer. Countless cancer cells gather together to form one by one. malignant tumors.”

"In the end, the universe was completely 'dead' in the hands of these cancer cells, and the cancerous creatures that occupied the entire universe were also forever reincarnated in the endless rebirth and death..."

Speaking of which, Talasin seemed to be sarcastic, but also smiled like a self-deprecating smile.

"That universe is very close to the lower layer of the source of darkness. It is probably because of this that they degenerate so quickly and terribly. You see, even the universe and the world itself can distinguish between good and bad~"

"You mean, the one who caused all this is a...Old Dominator?" Cross frowned.

"Of course not! The white blood cells of our universe are operating very normally." Tarasin shook his head and chuckled.

"At least at this stage, it is still competent, so even if there are some plausible projections and clones, those chaotic aggregates cannot come to this universe."

"What creates everything is a man-made outer **** that was artificially catalyzed and manufactured, made from the most valuable material in the universe."

"Do you know the Cosmic Deity Group?" Talasin asked in a teacher's tone

Looking at Cross who shook his head again, Talasin sighed, and said that he hated iron.

"Such ignorance is not something worth advocating. I think every race in your universe should remember their existence! The spreader of life civilization in the universe is also a judge! In this universe, their nature has become more Oops!"

"Their existence is equivalent to the materialization of the universal law, equivalent to a part of the physical universe. They are difficult to kill, but they can be 'converted' under certain conditions."

"They can fall into darkness, they can fall into madness, they can become magical entities, and of course... they can also become a fallen Outer God."

Talasin's fingers draw a word on the table, Ego (Ego)

"The only thing that is lucky for you in such misfortune is that this deity who has been corrupted and fallen is an incomplete, crippled, and even a child deity that can only be regarded as a failure. So he is not that powerful, so his depravity It wouldn't be so deadly."

"His soul is incomplete, his concepts are confused, and his mind is chaotic. You can believe that he even went to other planets to fall in love with women!"

Talasin tapped the table with his fingers and chuckled softly.

"His original destiny should have been to die at the hands of his more complete son of the gods. But his fate was drastically changed, and he survived and became one with his son. He became It’s closer to the **** group with complete origin than other **** groups in this universe do not have.”

"But the price is that their soul and ego, body and everything have been corrupted by something from outside the universe."

The pattern on the table slowly changed with Talasin's words, like a shadow puppet, and transformed into a dagger.

"Sataras, that's what she called herself. That's a guy similar to the Old Ones, but not strong enough. But against that mentally retarded god, it's enough."

"She corrupted and took control of Egg, and then the man behind him made his son and Egg become one. But he obviously couldn't bring the fallen Egg back, and as a result, they got a kind of alternative completion. , that fallen dark **** has come into contact with another force that he cannot resist, and will never return on the road of transformation."

"So, they became an artificial outer god, an alarm clock that screams madly in this orderly universe forever, but there is nothing to wake it up!"

He spread his hands and smiled happily

"But instead of bringing sobriety and order, his inherently corrupt alarm clock 'animates' anything covered by its celestial sound."

"He has indeed become the mobile carcinogen of this universe, so your situation is not bad enough to describe."

"What about the white blood cells you're talking about?" Cross asked.

"Didn't you say there would be 'white blood cells' to clean up this stuff?"

"Maybe, but their perception of time is completely different from yours." Tarasim shrugged.

"For them, a thought, a moment of turning over may be a hundred years. A consideration, an idea, may also be a nanosecond."

"And, can you find them? Can you get their approval? And can you get their help before you perish?"

"Even with the best of circumstances, naive lady, do you think you care about the ants next to you when you're cleaning out pests?"

Cross's face became extremely pale, no matter whether what Tarasim said was true or not, the situation may have been unimaginably bad.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the first wave of Gu raising has already come to fruition."

Just as Cross's thoughts were chaotic, Talasin made a sound of schadenfreude.

He outlines his fingers slightly, and the projection floating in the air in front of him... is a huge 'creature'

There is no doubt that it is a planet, but no planet's ground is scarlet flesh, no planet's oceans are steel tooth forests, and no planet's mountains are scarlet greedy eyes.

Cross stared at this terrifying and indescribable thing in shock, watching him stick out a terrifying giant tongue from the cracked 'mouth', roll up a planet and stuff it into his mouth like a jelly bean.

"The real **** star." Talasin exclaimed

"Although it is a disgusting cosmic tumor, the existence of this kind of life still makes people sigh the miracle of all things."

The huge **** star cast his gaze here, as if he sensed the peeping of Clos, and there was endless greed and thirst in those huge eyes!

This living planet is thirsting for life, thirsting to devour all things in order to reach a higher level!

It is like a real tumor, a useless tumor that will occupy other parts of the body like crazy and absorb nutrients from other internal organs like crazy!

"Help us!" Cross fell to the ground, then grabbed Tarasim's cloak in a frenzied plea, praying in a hoarse voice

"Ah, why should I help someone who yelled at me a few minutes ago?"

Talasin said in a pleasant tone, but what revealed in the 'eyes' glowing with pale green light was only endless emptiness.

"...What do we need to pay?"

Cross lowered her proud head and made a request to Tarasim

Since this metal skeleton is still willing to come over, it means that he must be asking for something...

"What do we want? Quite simply, we want...souls."

Thalassian let out a pleasant but malicious laugh

"This has nothing to do with my personal interests, it's just an order from your majesty... I need half of your population, and I will convert them all into space necromancers with a sanctioning agreement, and their souls belong to us."

"No! If that's the case, what's the difference between me giving them up?"

"The difference is that even if you people get on the boat, you may not be able to escape the pursuit of the cancerous planet."

Talasin said leisurely

"Actually, I don't have to negotiate any conditions with you. If I want to start the rectification agreement, can you and your cat fleet provide any effective resistance?"

"No, as long as I stretch out my hand, your civilization that is piled up like sand will be easily destroyed."

He got up from his seat, and the tall figure cast a shadow that shrouded Cross in it

"I came here just as an overlord to pay my last respects to a civilization that is about to disappear."

Talasin's bone hand pressed on top of Cross's head and said softly.

"What does your choice have to do with us? Just like we destroy you, this has nothing to do with you, it's just our problem."

"It's not difficult for us to crush that planet, even if it's the source of all these problems. I'm not afraid to tell you that that crazy 'carcinogen' will be a threat we have to solve sooner or later, but when will we do it? , how much you do it... it's all up to you."

"...I have no right to decide the life and death of thousands of people."

Looking at Tarasine's outstretched hand, Cross gritted his teeth slightly, as if to convince himself in a low voice

"No, you have, you always have!" Talasin laughed

"Do you really agree with the so-called 'democracy' of your country? Do you really care what they say, do you really care what those stupid people mean?"

Before Cross could retort, Tarasim sneered.

"No, you don't care, or you wouldn't kill those who oppose you in anger. You're a born tyrant, a proper dictator, and this country, this world needs people like you!"